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  • Writer's pictureRobsdottir

Someone Else



“I always think that something will happen to Someone Else,” he said with his eyes wide to the world, “but to Someone Else, I’m Someone Else, so that something is going to happen to me.”


And then he comforted me, placing his tiny hand in mine, helping me carry the heavy weight of the moment.  

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